Looking through old Melbourne photos last night with
redcountess
and
arkady. I miss so many of you so very much.
There are large holes in my memory from late 2001 and early 2002. I remember faces but not names in so many of the pictures. I don't remember events from the time well - I remember the surface, but there's a lack of detail and there's gaps. This is profoundly disquieting.
I also wonder how the hell I managed my assortment of lovers in 2001 - not just bonks, but ongoing relationships. I must have been having some sort of brainwave of polyamory superpowers. Or I was just ridiculously lucky. Which may be a distinction without a difference.